This is a song about "Clinics"

Abortion clinics, babies dead in the womb//

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Clinics say to try meds but i don't think it's workin well

But your rhymes have less substance than rehab clinics.

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

Writing lyrics visiting numerous clinics, exposed by hater critics,

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its